When Carly or Caroline, he wasn't sure what to call her anymore, walked into the penthouse later that evening; Jason was meeting with Benny and Justice. He watched her carefully trying to pick up on something he'd missed over the last couple of years. Her eyes slid across the room slightly before she spoke. Then she picked up Michael out of the stroller and headed toward the stairs.

"Hey."

They all stood and smiled warmly at her. Justice used to be highly suspicious of her and concerned that she was a liability to Jason but she proved him wrong awhile ago.

"Good evening Carly. Michael."

She nodded without a word and headed upstairs. Jason didn't gather any new information from that exchange. Its nothing different from what he'd seen Lily do a thousand times. Except the eye thing. He wasn't sure about that. If he did it, he knew what it meant. He was taking the temperature in the room and getting a feel for what was going down. Carly doing it—well he wasn't sure. He and Reinaldo talked about it. They couldn't press too hard on finding Bobbie through his regular sources. The way Carly said Bobbie's disappearance wasn't connected to his business made him suspicious but he considered Luke and thought that's what she was talking about. Now he's not sure if this was related to something else.

They also couldn't start searching Caroline Benson. If Reinaldo was right, they didn't know what she might have left in Florida. There might be a different reason she used a fake name when she first came to town. Things were quiet and if she got out of something, poking around could point the finger right at her. The transition after Sonny left was difficult but he worked hard to make the business a success. He was getting better and profits were up. No sense rocking the boat. Still, Sonny was the king of unfinished business. Jason didn't work that way. He needed to know if something was waiting to blow up in their faces. He'd just do it slowly.

That all changed the next day. Reinaldo did not look comfortable or happy. He walked into the penthouse and dropped into one of the dinning table chairs with a folder in front of him.

"What is it?"

"Caroline."

Jason was surprised how quickly Reinaldo started using her real name. Only the Spencers and Stefan Cassidine called her Caroline. When he thought about it, she answered to it every time.

"What?"

"She made an off shore call."

"Where?"

"Caymans."

"The Caymans? What the hell?"

Reinaldo exhaled and sat back in his chair. He didn't know what any of it meant.

"Yeah."

"You think she found Bobbie?"

"No clue."

"Just tell me what's going on."

"I don't know much and its just guessing on our part at this time but I'll tell you what I know. She didn't use her cell phone. Called from the club using one of those prepaid long distance cards you buy at a gas station. Call lasted 14 seconds."

"Wrong number?"

"I don't think so. According to the luds I pulled on Luke's private line, a call came in less than a minute after that."

"From the Caymans?"

He's thinking they can trace the number and find out what's going on without tipping anyone off.

"Nope. Florida."

"That's where she's from."

"Yeah but not from Ft. Myers where she grew up. The call came from South Beach, Miami. Ocean Drive. It lasted almost 2 hours. Ended 20 minutes ago."

Jason sat back thinking for a few minutes then looked up at Reinaldo.

"What does this mean?"

"No clue. But, its pretty obvious she didn't want to advertise it. She knows you have access to the numbers on her cell phone."

"Yeah, but she had to suspect we'd check the club. With her hold up in Luke's office for hours at a time."

"Yeah, and we still don't know anything because she used....PAY PHONES."

Jason rolled his eyes and got up. Then he looked Reinaldo straight in the eye before speaking.

"You got any question about her loyalty?"

"Hell no. You'd be dead already. A couple of times. I'd be dead too. Moreno remember?"

Jason scratches his chin unconsciously while thinking.

"So what do you think this is?"

"Caroline telling us to stay out of her business like she stays out of ours."

Sounds reasonable so Jason accepts it.

"Ok, so what do you think her business is?"

"Hell if I know. She used PAY PHONES."

"Yeah, I got that part. No need to keep saying it. But that's a pretty precise system. Like she called in a code then waited for the connection."

Reinaldo is really glad Jason said that 'cause he didn't want to mention that part. Its obviously similar to how they operate.

"Alright, she hasn't done anything wrong. This whole thing started because Bobbie went missing and she called us in to help. I'm not gonna start watching and checking up on her like she's a snitch or something."

Reinaldo's nodding his full agreement on that one. He figures that if she was able to get that close to them, they needed to get caught.

"Sounds good to m...."

Reinaldo was cut off as Carly came in with Michael. Letisha half a step behind them.

"Thanks Letisha. I appreciate this."

"No problem, Caroline. I'll take him upstairs now. He's pretty worn out."

Both men made eye contact. Carly hadn't used the nanny since they got Michael back 7 months ago. And what was with Letisha calling her Caroline? Something was coming. When she didn't make a move to follow them upstairs but came over to the table and took a seat, all their warning bells were going off. Reinaldo's thinking this is the big one. Jason just sits impassively waiting.

Carly does the eye thing again and Jason wonders if he missed it all this time or is she just getting her groove back. He notices that she catches sight of the folder in front of Reinaldo but makes no comment and gives nothing away.

"Hey guys. I'm glad you're both here."

"What's up?"

"I asked Letisha to come over and watch Michael. I'm going out of town."

He didn't say anything but Reinaldo looks at her carefully. It wasn't a question or a suggestion. It was a statement pure and simple. He had to give it to her, she was cool. Jason looked her over hard like he was trying to read her mind but was coming up blank. What could he say to that? She was free to come and go as she pleased. Even though he was positive this trip was related to her phone calls earlier. Maybe they'd learn something. He doubted it. This new Carly or old Caroline seemed like she knew the game.

"When you leaving?"

"In the morning. Can Johnny come?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Thanks."

"You need to use the plane?"

"Yeah. Johnny can't fly commercial."

He let's that pass with a nod.

"When you coming back?"

"Tomorrow night."

Jason gave nothing away and Reinaldo struggled not to turn his head.

"Ok. What time should the plane be ready?"

"6:00am, if that's possible. I'll be out of here by 5:00."

Carly never got up early enough to leave the house at five in the morning. Even when Michael was new born. She'd roll out of bed, feed and change him. Sing off key to him then put him down and crawl back under the covers. He didn't comment and just nodded.

"That's fine. I'll make the calls. Johnny's gonna be pissed."

Carly laughed at that.

"I know. That's why you're telling him, not me. I'm going to bed."

With that, she got up from the table and headed for the stairs. Reinaldo noticed that she didn't say where she was going and Jason didn't ask. She stopped on the second step and turned around.

"Jase?"

"Yeah."

"You are my best friend. The best I've ever had and I love you dearly. Don't ever doubt that."

Then she turned and headed up to her room.

Reinaldo watched her walk up the stairs then turned back to Jason.

Jason squeezed his eyes shut tightly. Carly knew the pilot had to file a flight plan long before take off. He looked at Reinaldo for his reaction.

"She knows."

"Fuck."

"Yeah."

Johnny met up with Jason and Reinaldo in the lobby and stepped onto the elevator with them. The two of them were coming back from a late night meeting at 4:30 in the morning. Johnny turned to Jason without a word at just glared at him. Reinaldo laughed. Jason rolled his eyes.

"What?"

"You know what. Its 4:30 in the fucking morning. This ain't in the job description."

"File a complaint with personnel."

Then he laughed along with Reinaldo. They were all tired but at least Jason and Reinaldo's day was over. Johnny's world wind trip was just beginning. The three of them entered the penthouse in time to be shocked. None of them were completely awake and on their game so their reaction showed. The source of their amazement, Carly. She was walking down the stairs dressed in a jet black Armani tailored pantsuit with her hair slicked back in a tight chignon. That was striking enough at that time of morning but the things that caused them all to do a double take were the black gloves she was wearing and the aluminum briefcase in her hand. Jason recovered first.

"Morning."

She looked them all over and laughed softly.

"I'd say goodnight to you and Rey and Johnny is a sweetheart."

"Quit buttering me up. I'm sweet talk proof this time of day."

"Whatever."

Jason looked her over noticing that she wasn't wearing heels and nodded.

"You look nice."

"Thanks."

No other comment passed between them. She ignored their expressions and their eyes. There was no way she would've gotten by any of them unnoticed and she had something to do so she let it go. Johnny wasn't completely sure what was going on. Jason's orders were strange. All he said was to make sure he had Caroline's back. Not, make sure she stays out of trouble or find out what she's up to. And the fact that he called her Caroline told him he was out of the loop on something. Letisha called her that when they picked her up the day before. He was starting to get that feeling. Her actions over the past four days were too familiar and too unlike Carly. Johnny wondered if he'd entered the twilight zone or something. But the clothes and the briefcase were a dead give away that something was up. If it were any one of the guys he would be certain of what was inside. But this was Carly.

She walked over to grab a lightweight coat, even during the summer it was chilling at 4:00am. It was black Armani as well, and all of them noticed she didn't put the briefcase down as she switched off hands when slipping into it. Johnny asked out of habit.

"Want me to take your....bag?"

"No."

That's all she said. He got it and looked to Jason to be sure he got it. Jason nodded and Reinaldo just stared. Caroline turned to Jason and Reinaldo.

"See you guys later."

Then she turned to Johnny and walked past him to the door.

"Let's roll."

Once they were gone Jason turned to Reinaldo,

"That was Caroline."

"Definitely."

Johnny didn't know why he was nervous. Except that he was flying blind on whatever was going down and suffering from sleep deprivation. Carly or Caroline was sitting calmly in her seat reading a magazine. The flight was easy so far but he wouldn't relax. That show back at the penthouse, Bobbie missing, and everything he'd seen from Carly didn't add up. He really wanted to know why they were taking a day trip to Miami. That was outside their territory at the moment. Though Johnny is pretty sure gaining some of it is part of Jason's master plan once he feels secure enough with Puerto Rico and New York. For a fleeting moment he actually wondered if Jason was using Carly as an envoy or front person. Then he remembered who he was dealing with and shook it off.

Once inside the limo Johnny got the shock of his life. Carly took off her suit jacket reveling a black silk shell top. That wasn't what got him. She placed the briefcase on her lap and unlocked it. His senses were alive and his mind was processing but it wasn't. Before opening it she turned to him.

"You work for Jason but you are on my turf now. Don't interfere and don't try to out think me."

Then she opened the case removing a black shoulder holster and slipped it on. He didn't even bother pretending not to stare as she assembled two nine millimeters attaching silencers to both and put them in the holster. Eyes wide and numb by the sight before him he couldn't do anything but stare. Finally she leaned forward and hooked a third holster at the small of her back. Johnny wondered just how many guns she was planning on carrying but said nothing. She loaded an extended magazine

with hallow points. It was a nine millimeter as well. 20 rounds. Now he really wanted to ask just how many people she planned on shooting in the next 5 hours but kept that thought to himself in case she decided to practice on him. She wasn't finished because, just like the other two guns, she chambered a round in the gun then added another bullet to the clip. 21 bullets in all. After that she closed the case and took off her gloves.

Caroline gave instructions to the driver at the airport so Johnny knew the address but not the destination. A church was not what he expected. Still, he had his orders from Jason and he intended to follow them. He stood silent sentry close by watching everything as Caroline walked into a confessional. When Johnny thought about it that seemed appropriate considering what he thought she was going to do later that day. When they got back into the limo he knew it was simply a pick-up point. She opened the envelope and read whatever was written inside before taking out a lighter and setting it a flame in the ash tray. It was a serious situation but Johnny had to admit he was getting a kick out of this Caroline person.

Dressed and armed to kill, Caroline and Johnny got out at their second destination. When he noticed how she only gave the driver instructions at the last minute he knew this was her life before she came to Port Charles pretending to be Carly. How she got passed them all stumped him until he considered everything. She was a woman. Machismo ran wild in their business. They never would have thought she had this in her. Oh, they all knew she had something in her. She was too strong and too hard when she wanted something back in the day. Her 'plan' notwithstanding, she was cool. Before getting out of the car, Caroline turned to Johnny and handed him a pair of latex gloves.

"You don't have to do anything but I don't want to leave a trail."

He nodded. It was true but he still wasn't comfortable with the situation and wondered if Jason really understood what was going down.

"Thanks."

She pulled out an electronic jamming device, tapped it twice and walked in the building. Obviously, Caroline was known to the person she came to meet because he looked up at her in surprise and then tried to run. She cut him off and cornered him.

"Enrique."

"Caroline, long time no see."

"Miss me?"

"Uh...."

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

She sized him up with a hard glare and then smiled sweetly.

"What can I do for you?"

"Cantone."

"What's that?"

"Who's that you mean. And you know."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Enrique, I don't have all day. Talk so I can go."

"Really, Caroline. I can't help you."

He was sweating a little and trying to play it cool at the same time. Johnny was watching the door but also caught up in this scene. Nothing prepared him for it. In one move, Caroline grabbed Enrique by his collar slamming him face down on the table. The sound made Johnny jump because it was loud and he wasn't expecting it. She leaned in and put the nuzzle to his right temple. What came next rocked his world—for a little while anyway.

"Enrique, I got 21 bullets in this gun and if you don't start talking I'm gonna fill your lying ass full of some hot shit."

Poor Enrique took a closer look at Caroline and spilled everything he knew. Everything but the shoe size.

"You better be telling the truth."

"I swear."

"Is that all? Anything else?"

"Absolutely. That's it. I don't know anything else."

"Thank you."

She let him go and stepped back. Johnny was about to head to the door when he noticed she didn't move. Three shots to the chest. Then she stepped back more and must have been calculating the trajectory and angle because she moved over a bit to the left and put two more in the head. After that she turned and walked away. Nothing on her, she did it clean. Before leaving the building Caroline slipped off her latex gloves and balled them into one another but didn't throw them away. She did reach into her pocket and pull out a pair of black Gucci shades. Johnny's heart was pounding. It was the best thing he'd seen in awhile and she looked good doing it but he didn't say anything. His thoughts were pretty loud though,

[Damn! Jason has no idea what he's missing.]

Once in the limo she reached for the case again and took out two sprits bottles. Looking at Johnny carefully for any signs of—whatever, she must have decided he was alright because she finally handed him one of the bottles. When he raised a questioning eye she tilted her head toward it before speaking.

"Sprits."

"What is it?"

"Destroys paraffin residue but is gentle on the fabric."

Johnny didn't say a word. He couldn't believe she said that like she just explained Scotch Guard!

Ten hours, five stops and eight dead bodies later; Caroline and Johnny boarded the plane headed back to Port Charles. He'd never seen anything like this. He also didn't see all of it because she made him wait in the limo at the last stop. That wasn't something he wanted to do but she insisted. Once he considered that he just watched the woman kill eight people in cold blood he decided it was hazardous to his health to argue. Whatever she got at the last stop had her fuming. She came out with another briefcase, this one was soft sided black with a shoulder strap, but he had no clue what was inside. Once on board she spoke to the flight attendant.

"Please make yourself comfortable anywhere outside the cabin for the duration of the trip. If you have to enter for safety reasons, use the intercom first and I'll let you know when you can return."

Briefly he thought the two of them were about to join the mile high club. When he glanced at Johnny for approval to leave Caroline gritted her teeth and set him straight.

"Bret?"

"Yes Mam."

"The next time I give you an order you better follow it without hesitation. Disrespect me again by seeking approval from someone else and I will personally throw you out the aft doors."

The way she said that made him stop and stare. He worked for Sonny and was accustomed to his lady friends traveling with him or to meet him. He also knew that she was the mother of Mr. Morgan's son so he assumed the same type of relationship applied. The woman looking at him was nothing like the ones he'd dealt with before. There was something hard in her eyes and cold in her voice. Just like he'd heard in Mr. Morgan's a few times when he was on the phone. Bret's eyes traveled to the two briefcases next to her and noticed that Johnny traveled with nothing and was sitting across the cabin in the same chair he occupied on the flight down. There was definitely not going to be any hanky panky going on. And he was positive he'd crossed the line when he caught Johnny shaking his head in sympathy. As if reading his mind, Johnny decided to give his opinion on the matter.

"She means it and she'll do it. Pray she kills you before throwing your body out of the plane."

All Bret could do was gasp and stare. Finding his voice.

"I apologize, Miss. Roberts I didn't mean any disrespect."

"Carly Roberts is dead. My name is Caroline Spencer."

Hoping she wasn't related to Luke Spencer but certain by her attitude and demeanor that she was,

"Of course, Miss. Spencer."

Then he took off. Once out of sight and harms way he sat down and wondered if she'd killed the woman herself.

After insuring that he was gone, Caroline took the aluminum briefcase to the table, sat down and began unloading, disassembling and cleaning her weapons. Johnny had to admit it was a day for the books.